Red Letter Day (41 page)

'Leave the boy alone,' Dominic admonished. 'He's just high-spirited.'

Celine and Richard looked at each other and smiled. 'Goodnight,' they said and made their way through the large hotel towards the bank of lifts.

'They're so happy,' Celine mused.

'Nearly as happy as us,' Richard agreed.

'I'm not sure you'd have hung around if there was a "Joshie" on the scene,' she laughed.

'I'm not sure you would have either! I think Dominic's life may prove a little rocky for a while. Our son will be different.'

She raised an eyebrow as she stepped into the lift and pressed the button for the eighth floor. 'Our son?'

'Yes, we'll have a boy first. And he will be handsome, funny and will want to follow in his father's footsteps.'

'Would that be the footsteps of the property developer or the artist?'

He frowned. 'Good question. We could do with someone to take over the family business.'

'Our daughter can do that.'

'You think?' He slipped an arm around her shoulders as they stepped out of the lift and walked towards their room.

'Yeah, no problem. She'll be tough, but not hard and she'll be nobody's fool.'

'Don't you think she'll be a designer like her mother?'

Celine shook her head as he opened the door to their room. 'No, our second son is going to be the designer.'

'Second son, eh?'

'That's right.' She kicked her shoes off and squealed as he pulled her down on to the bed. 'What do you think you're doing, Mr Lawrence?'

'Well, if we're going to have three kids I think we should get in a bit of practice.'

'Only three? she murmured as his mouth came down on hers.